Honkytonk Hell: A Dark Urban Fantasy (The Broken Bard Chronicles Book 1) by eden Hudson

Author:eden Hudson [Hudson, eden]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The River Pirate Alliance
Published: 2021-01-13T16:00:00+00:00

Desty

“‘The last chosen soldier of God must visit death upon his brother before a holy champion can rise and the final battle for Earth can begin,’” Jax read.

“That’s it?” I asked.

Bailey nodded and used the earpiece of her reading glasses to scratch the back of her head. “Prophecies—accurate ones anyhow—are usually pretty short and to the point.”

“You don’t have any notes or alternate translations?” Jax asked. He held up the water-stained notebook paper and tapped the single line of blue writing. “What about historical context, idioms, anything? This is pretty clean as far as straight-from-the-oven translations go.”

Bailey shrugged. “This copy was recovered near the old Baumeyer cabin—”

Jax interpreted for me, “Where Colt was living, before the whole thing with Mikal.”

“Right,” Bailey said. “Which I guess is at least one type of irony, considering Brandt and Raelyn nicknamed it the Whitney Death Prophecy. Anyway, Rian brought it in because Mayor Dark wanted it authenticated. We have the original on file in the server here, and since it’s obviously Sancati—”

“Obviously,” Jax said.

Bailey pointed at the paper with her glasses.

“Don’t get smart with me, Ajax, look at the text,” she said. “They’re one of the few ancient divining sects that used the more earthly ‘soldier’ instead of ‘warrior.’ The Sancati wrote in a coarse language so there wouldn’t be any confusion to future generations.”

“Fucking accommodating,” Jax said, which is pretty much what I was thinking.

“I always did like their practicality and foresight,” Bailey said. Then she smiled at us like she couldn’t understand why we weren’t laughing. “Foresight? No one?” She shrugged. “I thought it was good.”

I looked at Jax.

“Can you cross-reference stuff?” I asked. “Like use words in this prophecy to bring up other stuff you’ve memorized?”

“Let’s do it,” he said. He closed his eyes and the lids started flickering like someone lost in a dream. “Hit on the Hell Windows. They ‘recount the story of the angel who led the rebellion in Heaven. He was cast to Earth where he will bring forth the legions, then rise up against the chosen armies of God in the final battle for Earth. Kathan is represented as a king of earth in these accounts (reference: Whitney papers) and Mikal as his second in command, keeper of the Sword of Judgment.’ That’s it.”

“Sword of Judgment?” I said. “That sounds pretty serious.”

“Yeah, if you think a fiery sword that can send any being, human or NP, to its final destination—i.e. Heaven or Hell—is serious,” Jax said. “It’s kind of what makes Mikal such a badass.”

I didn’t laugh.

“Come on,” he said, bumping my arm. “I’m just trying to make it go down a little easier.”

“Sorry. I guess I don’t research well with others,” I said. “I like to lock on, you know?”

“Then you’re in luck,” Jax said. “There’s nothing more locked-on than the Whitney papers. Tough’s dad wrote them back when he first started that whole thing with Kathan. The guy was pretty longwinded—even for a preacher.”

I remembered. I’d read some of Daniel Whitney’s work when Tempie started getting interested in fallen angels.

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